The glans touching her clit, the balls settling so close to her vag.They continue the shopping show as both let out sighs feeling each other so close.... This wanting to consummate the act, but both knowing they want to hold this feeling for as long as they can. So they review the outfits.As Donald clicks on each dress in the cart, he gauges whether to keep it or not on the throbs he feels against his shaft from Emma’s cunt. Dresses she seems to like makes her clench and unclench unconsciously.. ” Evelyn called from up above while fiddling with Sara’s camera turning it down into the hole to film her slave. Without the use of a torch it would be near impossible to see Sara even with her pale white skin, her brown hair seemed to meld into the background even with the light. But after adjusting her eyes to the darkness of the hole she peered in to see her slave turning herself upright, covered in the foul muck that had covered the pits floor. Satisfied that her slave would not be. "Hey, sugar, show me where it comes from and I'll drink a gallon of your piss!" Don't pay any attention to him, beautiful!" his companion laughed. "You can shit in my face any day!"Jay noticed his mother flushed with such comments. They didn't excite her at all, he realized.At mid-afternoon, they tied up at the bank, securing the lines to some overhanging trees. Shellie prepared a light lunch, and they sat on top of the cabin and ate. The sun deck was fenced, about a foot and a half high. If. She told me that she had called me by mistake and apologized. I was intrigued and began chatting her up. She told me that her name is Reena (name changed) and that she was 35 and a house wife.Days started passing by and we began taking more and more on the phone and became close and started talking about various things. Slowly and steadily we began talking about sex and she told me that her husband never cared for her and didn’t fulfill her needs emotionally and physically. I was distressed and.